"His Bleeding London is a dark, frayed and filthy place, perched on its proud history like a rat-infested rubbish tip atop some Roman remains. His London has a lot in common with that of Martin Amis or Iain Sinclair, filled with weird sex, arbitrary violence and obscure threat." - Geraldine Bedell, New Statesman

"Though many of his plot lines are ridiculously contrived, though many of his characters' antics verge on the cartoonish, Mr. Nicholson relates his story with such brio and demented charm that the reader is happy to ignore the novel's flaws, content to sit back and be entertained." - Michiko Kakutani, The New York Times

"As Bleeding London moves toward a climax that enmeshes its three London voyagers, Nicholson proves as malicious as his contemporaries Martin Amis and Will Self, yet less of a sadist, since the novel is laugh-out-loud funny. His unsparing eye for macabre contemporary detail is a delight, and if you didn't make it to London last summer -- or even if you did -- this book offers the wickedest insider's guide you will ever own." - Carey Harrison, San Francisco Chronicle

"Taken on its own terms, Bleeding London is hackneyed through and through, but Nicholson is too English and too cosy a writer to be considered seriously phoney. The book is instead a bizarre and unconvincing mish-mash." - Simon Beesley, Times Literary Supplement

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We are great admirers of Mr.Nicholson's work, and we are pleased to find he has done it again.
Unlike the more ponderous London-novels of Martin Amis or the Ackroyd guy, Nicholson never forgets that his primary aim is to entertain.
This is a very funny book, and a very well written one as well.
Nicholson assembles his usual cast of unlikely figures and nearly lost souls, obsessive seekers, charming in their various hapless ways.
An homage to London, Nicholson uses the city well in this fiction.
The characteristics of his characters are familiar -- though always richly enough imagined to surprise anew.
One, in an echo of Pynchon, carefully plots her lovemaking across London, tracing out patterns on maps.
One resolves to walk every street in London in its entirety, a consuming obsession typical of Nicholson.
Lives cross at the city's many intersections.
Bleeding London is also thoughtful, and disarmingly clever (unlike many books that try to pound their message into the reader's head).
We were a bit concerned to find that yet once again Nicholson tells many stories at once, the lives of the characters only rarely intersecting -- we have seen him do this too often.
Nevertheless, he pulls it off beautifully.
This is what popular fiction should aspire to.
Highly recommended, to one and all.